Arrows colliding (2)
The Gaidar cavalry, so widely known in the West that they are called the outlaws of the wilderness.
Even knights found it difficult to deal with them, and they were well-versed in putting pressure on their opponents through their unique agility.
At that distance and speed that I can reach but you can’t.
With such advantages, the Gaidar cavalry was adept at harassing its opponents, but not to the extent it does now.
“Everyone spread out! “Scatter away!”
The cavalrymen clearly showed their bewilderment at the commander’s orders.
They were not yet able to accept the reality that they had become the hunted rather than the hunter.
From evil to greater evil.
Now behind the outlaws was a beast that was faster, more vicious, and hungrier than them, smiling viciously.
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Kwaaaaang-!
Red blood rushing behind the huge impact sound.
Behind the spot where the white beam of light passed, a thick fog of blood was already spreading.
‘……!’
Cavalry Commander Wagner looked at the crew members who had passed by the light.
Fortunately he was still running.
Even though his head was blown off.
Beneath the twitching, headless corpse, the Western horse was howling in fear.
‘What the hell is this!’
The scream-like curses of the crew members, who had finally realized the situation, spread.
But the Northern Light, which had just passed through the cavalry, would not give them time.
“enemy! “It’s turning around again!”
Go back to the exact center.
And this time, rush in from behind and to the right.
The Gaidar cavalry felt fear for the first time in a long time as they watched Vlad whipping them all around.
“……article! “Knights gather together!”
Wagner quickly gathered his knights and prepared for the attack.
It was the best and only way to do it, but the process was by no means easy.
“Stop the approaching guy…!”
Before I knew it, a group of barbarians had caught up to the side.
A mysterious smile began to appear over the tattoos covering his face.
“Ugh!”
“Arrows are flying!”
Shameless people dealing with outlaws.
Although the Buddha’at tribe’s warriors were small in number, they blocked the area on all sides and did not give them space.
Just like they used to be.
Arrows that I could shoot but that you could not block began to fly from the cleverly widened gap.
“Holy shit!”
Wagner shook his head violently as if he couldn’t believe the current reality.
A hunter being chased by his prey.
The wide wilderness, rather than the narrow mountain path, was a more suitable battlefield for the northern barbarians than for them.
“Quickly stop it!”
However, the judgment had to be calm and he was the commander who had to overcome this difficulty.
The four knights hurriedly separated from the formation following Wagner’s urgent gesture.
They tried to kill Vlad’s momentum by somehow narrowing the distance at which he could accelerate, but the black horse of the North was already far beyond the knights’ predictions.
“This is crazy! Accelerate!”
Someone’s cry, unknown whether it was a report or a scream.
Wagner hurriedly turned around at the shout.
A black horse that, despite the knights’ difficult pursuit, easily defeats them by simply moving forward.
The same white light as before began to form on the horse’s forehead.
“Everyone spread out!”
Wagner got goosebumps without realizing it when he saw that scene.
Here comes again.
That crazy guy.
A speed that cannot be stopped.
“Everyone, disperse!”
The son of the meadow was running across a desolate field where only faint traces of the Mother World Tree remained.
I followed the gap indicated by Auguste’s traces and wore the Gangseojutsu that Ramund had given me.
A race that no one can stop.
Heeeeeeeeh-!
Noir, who shared the world through the border, began to howl for a long time as if there was nothing to be afraid of.
As the world expands, traces of the unicorn are gradually regaining their original form with light.
okay. I followed you just for this moment.
“now!”
With Vlad’s shout, a huge arrow began to hit the outlaws.
Speed that beats speed.
Bright red paint began to be painted over the lines passing by like splitting waves.
“haha!”
After going through countless surprises and fears, Vlad finally crossed the cavalry and escaped onto the wide wilderness.
There was no one in front now.
There, just a trace of twilight visible over the horizon greets Vlad.
At this moment, Vlad felt a great sense of liberation from the fact that no one was blocking his path.
“Tell Godin and Count Gaidar!”
A northern knight clutching something with sticky hands full of blood.
In his hand, a broken flag was fluttering helplessly.
“I’m taking your flag!”
Gaidar’s pride. Outlaws of the wilderness.
An eagle, their symbol, had its neck broken and was fluttering helplessly in Vlad’s grasp.
“This is my fair price!”
As someone told me, a knight should only get a fair price.
A piece of honor taken in exchange for one’s life.
The heavy twilight light dripping from the flag sparkled red along Vlad’s shoulders.
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The city’s port full of torches illuminated on a dark night.
Among the charred ships, two seemingly fine sailing ships were waiting to set sail.
A galleon-class ship that cannot yet be built with Bayezid’s technology.
By far, these were the most valuable items among the looted items.
“So he was the only one who fell away?”
“That’s right. Mr. Rutger.”
But even in front of the shining trophy, Rutger’s expression was distorted.
Marcus’ group succeeds in escaping to the city of Nassau as planned.
Marcus’ decision to follow the variables instead of crawling towards a limb was great, but that didn’t mean everything went smoothly.
“…It’s a pain in the ass. Was that really the only way? “Owen?”
“This is Marcus now.”
“Why don’t we unify the name? “It’s always confusing.”
A woman was carried onto a ship on a stretcher, out of breath.
The green-haired boy, who had been following the woman with a face full of tear stains, stopped when he saw Rutger.
“That child is the last Ravnoma.”
“hmm.”
Karl looked at Rutger, who was talking with Marcus.
The tallest person in this group.
His proudly spread shoulders and his gaze that seemed to be looking into the distance even though he was close reminded him of his father, who was a proud monarch.
“Are you going to wait for Lord Vlad?”
“…….”
Over Rutger’s shoulder, a burning castle wall can be seen from afar.
The struggles of the Western Allied forces sent to rescue the fallen Nassau were now hitting the walls fiercely.
Nassau, which has been barely able to contain itself so far, will not be able to hold out any longer, as it has been completely burned.
“Are you going to wait? “I have to pass this along.”
A black cloak folded neatly by Carol.
Rutger clicked his tongue as he looked at the cloak that Carol handed him.
A cloak given to him by his stepmother, Oksana.
Rutger clearly remembered the young knight who wore that cloak and walked around Sturmah’s mansion.
“……Both the prepared personnel first. Send them to Shoara first.”
“Aren’t you waiting? “Aren’t you going to wait?”
A commander who carries out his mission without regard for his own requests.
At Rutger’s cold attitude, Carol glared at him with tears in her eyes.
“Aren’t you going to bring me? “You guys are knights!”
For a moment, the knights of Ravnoma who had been with Carol but disappeared one by one came to mind.
Young Carol remembered their last moments as they passed away to save her life, and she did not want to be separated like that anymore.
“You have to wait! “They said it would come in a little while!”
“Marcus. “Take it.”
A young Ravnoma begins to struggle in the face of another moment of separation.
Rutger looked down at Carol and quietly handed him Vlad’s cloak.
“Hand it over yourself. “Karl Ravnoma.”
“…….”
The black eyes are firmly established without shaking in the slightest.
Carol, who caught a glimpse of his sincerity, had no choice but to calmly fall into the arms of a member of the clandestine group and climb onto the boat.
Unlike me, who was just screaming, the knight in front of me was already holding his sword.
“What are you going to do?”
“I plan to send them all away for now and leave only one boat to help him escape.”
“Are there any captains willing to stay?”
Marcus’ question was a valid one.
Bayezid had no naval forces whatsoever.
The ships brought down now were merely merchant ships sent for landing, so there would be no captain willing to stay in this life-threatening situation.
“Still, at least one guy will remain, right?”
However, Rutger just smiled deeply as if he was confident.
Rutger already knew a captain who would wait for Vlad even if it wasn’t necessarily a large reward.
“The stupid kid was late! Are there any volunteers who will wait for him with me?”
His younger brother picked him up, and Bayezid took him in, fed him, clothed him, and washed him.
Although it wasn’t his blood, at least the flesh and sword were given by Bayezid.
You can’t give up on a child like that easily.
“He was good at running like crazy!”
“It will probably come soon!”
Unlike the crumbling walls of Nassau in the distance, someone’s hands are coming up from all over.
They were all people who remembered Bayezid as the greatest dragon slayer.
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“It’s here!”
Vlad and the Budaat tribe are running along the coast following the secret trail left behind by Marcus.
Vlad, who was running along the sandy beach following the faint moonlight, gritted his teeth as he saw a fire burning from afar.
‘Is it too late!’
They could have killed the entire cavalry, but that’s why they only took the flag.
This was because I knew very well that there was no time.
“Has it already happened?”
“……I do not know!”
Marcus had told us to consider the worst and arrive as quickly as possible.
However, despite their best efforts, the fire of the Western Allies was already over the walls and advancing toward the port.
‘I’d rather do it now…’
Wouldn’t it be better to turn around and run away rather than entering a city full of enemies?
It would be impossible to fight an army with only about ten people.
‘……!’
Entry and retreat. Meanwhile, Vlad, who was thinking, began to hear a faint sound.
Sensitive hearing that has been evident since childhood.
From the tips of my sharply raised ears, I could clearly hear the sound of swords meeting swords.
“There are still people left!”
“run! Run!”
Vlad and his companions jumped over the rocks along the coast toward the port.
They rode into the port on horseback and saw a crowd of soldiers crowding in front of them and several men blocking their path.
“Damn you brat! “Can’t come soon enough!”
“I knew you were a bastard!”
Even though there are less than ten knights, they are defeating hundreds of soldiers with shining auras.
Among them, Rutger, covered in blood, was smiling.
“Get on the boat!”
Vlad turned his head toward the direction Rutger’s finger was pointing.
A small ship sailing alone over a harbor full of burned-out ships.
Even now, on the ship, which had stood alone despite the evil shouts coming from afar, someone was waving their arms vigorously.
“Vlad! “Here!”
A man who is busy waving his arms even though he is standing crooked as if something is uncomfortable.
A smile spread across Vlad’s face as he saw the man.
The body of the ship looks familiar, as if I’ve seen it somewhere before.
I was happy to hear the voice of a man shouting at me from above.
“What are you doing, man? I told you to get on quickly!”
Even though all the ships had left to avoid danger, there was one ship waiting for Vlad alone.
The man wearing a stylish captain’s hat was clearly holding a cane.
